After setting up the arrow and stringing it up, Yun Chu took a deep breath, slowly poured his inner energy into his arms, and exerted force suddenly. The bow and arrow in his hand were as wide as the full moon.
Squinting slightly, she slowly aimed the arrow tip towards the building and boat on the opposite side.
All the young masters and daughters watched her draw her bow, and all of them just retreated into the door in panic.
Yunchu and Ben didn't even look at them. The tip of the arrow moved slowly, aiming at the quietly peeping eye behind the ajar window.
The other party seemed to sense her attention and tried to dodge aside in a panic.
"Stop!" Yun Chu whispered.
As soon as these two words came out of her mouth, everything stopped instantly.
On the deck, the swung sword stopped.
In mid-air, Chen Qi's grasping hand stopped.
Beside her, Shen Fengchu's flying long hair stopped.
…
She relaxed her fingers.
Whoosh!
The long arrow left the string, pierced through the air, crossed the deck between the two ships, and stabbed straight into the eye that was also stopped behind the window by Yun Chu.
Until the tip of the arrow passed through the crack in the window.
Yun Chucai spoke again, "Continue!"
Everything, continue.
The sharp tip of the arrow pierced the eyes of the man hiding behind the window with a pop.
Pei Yuanqing, who was hiding in the window and instigating all this trouble, screamed out in surprise. He instinctively raised his hand to cover his left eye that was shot, but his fingers touched a round elastic object.
He raised his fingers and looked into his palm with his remaining right eye.
In the blood, he saw an eyeball staring lifelessly at him - that was his left eye.
"my eyes!"
Pei Yuanqing wailed in pain, then fell straight down and fainted to the ground.
On the third floor terrace.
Yun Chu casually threw the bow into Yu'er's hand, looked around coldly at the stunned young men on the boat opposite, and hummed softly.
Shen Fengchu's eyes glanced at her right hand that was drawing the bow, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. Just now, he was beside her and didn't even see her draw the bow.
Could it be that this little girl’s skills are almost as good as this?!
"Don't be afraid, everyone, our Chu Chu has this temper. Although she has a bad temper, she won't kill people casually!" He stood up, clasped his fists and smiled at the people on the boat opposite. Shen Fengchu had regained his appearance as a romantic prince. "Tonight, Fengchu will treat everyone to a drink at Jufu Tower to calm down the panic. You must appreciate it!"
Walking to the railing, he lowered his face to look at the battle situation on the deck, raised his hand and patted his forehead, "I almost forgot, but I also want you to inform Prince Liu about the pension expenses for the fifteen hundred Liuhe Navy. He doesn’t have to worry about it, it’s all on me, Shen Fengchu!”
As for the compensation fee, does that mean that these people are destined to die on the ship?
People looked at the smiling Prince of the Northwest who was standing on the terrace, beating people like a rogue just now, and deciding the lives of 1,500 Liuhe navy soldiers with just one sentence, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Northwest, who was so magnificent under the sun, all of them felt chills coming from the soles of their feet. Come.
on deck.
The Fengqi battalion had already formed an overwhelming battle situation, with one thousand against a thousand and five, and it was on the opponent's home court, but no one showed fear on their faces, and they swung their swords to kill, showing their iron-blooded nature.
On the ridge.
The bodies of Chen Qi and Tie Ying separated again.
This time, Chen Qi stood on the same spot, swaying slightly, but Tie Ying took three steps back, bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corners of his lips.
"Bronze Finger" Iron Eagle, ranked 12th on the martial arts list.